son-in-law of blood

Chapter 100 People (please subscribe!)
The world returned to calm, but it began to become turbulent again~
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"This is not a place to talk, let's go out first, Truman and the others are still waiting outside." Helen patted the woman in his arms and smiled.

"Hmm~"

"Oh, by the way, have you found the blueprint for making the Warden's armor?" Hellen asked.

Hepburn shook his head, and said a little frustrated: "When you were trapped in the room just now, I searched carefully when I went to other places to find a way to open the door, but I didn't find any blueprints for making it. I suspect that Malman over the years Ziz has mastered the method of making the Warden's armor, so he destroyed the blueprints he stole."

Helen pursed her lips and thought for a while, looked at Hepburn who was frowning, rubbed her long rose-red hair, and said, "Okay, don't worry, we already have so many finished products anyway, at worst, we will find them later. Isn't it enough for people to imitate? I don't believe that no one else in the world can forge this kind of armor. Besides, I will ask that Truman when I go out later. He has lived with this Maltz for so long , might know something."

While speaking, Xillen touched the interspatial ring on his finger, and the ax from the God of Forging that he had obtained from the system was still quietly lying in his ring.

With the token of the God of Forge, I believe it should not be difficult to find a master craftsman who can imitate the Warden's armor. After all, there are already so many finished products here, and the person who invented the Warden's armor is a direct disciple of the God of Forge. He expected much better.

Hepburn nodded and said, "That's the only way."

The two re-examined the scene, packed up Maltz's torn body, and left Maltz's home.

At this time, the white mist and yin energy that had shrouded the village had all dissipated, and there were still many corpses of headless horsemen and skeleton warriors lying on the ground. Without the control of the black warrior behind them, these undead creatures naturally had no fighting power. up.

The earthen wall built by the villagers was still lying in the center of the village. When Xiron and the two walked out of the hole that Miles had opened, they saw the villagers of Bowang Village mingling with the dogs brought by Miles. At the same time, tit for tat, there is a posture of fighting if there is a disagreement.

Seeing someone coming out, the two opposing parties immediately stopped their hands. Helen met everyone's gaze and said, "What are you doing?"

The person brought by Miles said: "We are here to collect the rewards for this operation under the order of Lord Miles. These villagers refuse to pay. What, what about our Lord? Why didn't he come out with him?"

Hellen didn't bother to talk to these scum, and led Hepburn towards Truman and his party.

"I have cleaned up the weird situation in the village for you, but the body of your veteran Kent was damaged a lot due to the attack of evil spirits. I have already buried him. Find a place for him to die." Rest in peace." Shearon patted Truman on the shoulder.

Truman glanced at Helen gratefully, and before he could speak, the gangsters on the side started shouting.

"Let me ask you something, where did our lord go!"

Xieren turned back abruptly, his eyes were brilliant, and his whole body exuded a vague and ruthless aura. He activated the dark magic power in his body, and ruthlessly approached those little gangsters.

Death chant!

These people were frightened and terrified, their eyes widened, as if they saw something terrible, they trembled all over, and couldn't help bowing to Xilena.

"Go back and tell you members of the Church of Dawn that Pastor Miles unfortunately died heroically in the process of fighting against the undead black warrior, and died in the line of duty!"

The low tone rang in the ears of several people like the sound of bells and drums. They nodded stiffly like marionettes, and then turned and left without saying a word.

With a long sigh of relief, Xieren dissipated his magic power. It was the first time he used dark magic, but he didn't expect the effect to be so obvious.

In addition to weakening the enemy's combat effectiveness, this death chant can actually brainwash those low-level professionals.

With perfect control and bewitching power, this exclusive skill is indeed worthy of the profession of Hell Poet.

After dismissing those gangsters, Helen hesitated for a moment, and said to Truman again: "Let me tell you the truth, there are actually undead creatures in your village."

When Truman heard this, his mind was shaken. The excitement he had just heard about the settlement of the village's crisis disappeared, and he said nervously: "Really...really undead? I...I thought it was the pastor who wanted to get more rewards, deliberately cheating and scaring our."

Hellen nodded and said, "He didn't lie to you. There are indeed undead creatures here, and they have already given birth to wisdom. He deliberately lurks in the village to threaten you and ask you to call for help. He just waits for a rabbit and devours high-level creatures. High-level professionals to evolve."

Truman felt horrified when he heard Hellen's words. Unknowingly, there was such a big time bomb hidden in the village where he had lived for many years.

Helen continued: "Although I have eliminated this black warrior for you, if a high-ranking black warrior dies, those undead creatures will come back sooner or later. Besides, if a priest dies, the people of the Church of Dawn will definitely not ignore it." Asked. It is definitely not safe for you to stay here."

Truman froze on the spot with a sad face, suddenly faced with such a big matter, he really didn't know what to do as an ordinary mercenary.

"Your Excellency Hillen, then you see what we should do..." Finally, Truman mustered up his courage and asked Hellen.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and Xillen said with a gentle expression: "You know, I am a nobleman, and I will soon own a fief, which is the Tiris collar... Well, my idea is that if you really If you have nowhere to go, you can join me and come to Tiris to live."

After receiving the reward from the Tiris Land, Helen has carefully inspected his territory. As he expected, under the "meticulous" care and care of Baron Bryan, the residents of Tiris Land are far less territories of the same size.

In this era when productivity is relatively backward, population will always be the most important wealth.Now that Hellen has decided to take over this territory, he must develop his first piece of land well. He came here today, but he is already playing with the ideas of the villagers in Truman's village.

Hearing Hearon's words, Truman hesitated for a long time, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, as long as your lord is willing to take us in, I'll go back and explain the stakes to the villagers right away, so that they can think about it."

Hearon's face became kinder when he heard the words, and he said, "Well, please persuade them, my territory is in the development stage, and I need your help!"

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"Your Excellency, the villagers are still a little hesitant. After all, everyone has lived here for so many years, so we are going to leave..." After a while, Truman hesitated after discussing with the villagers.

Helen nodded slightly, and he didn't expect Truman alone to be able to persuade these deeply rooted villagers: "You gather everyone together, and I'll let you watch something."

After finishing speaking, he stood in place in a leisurely manner.

Truman gathered the villagers together, and when they were all present, Hellen nodded towards Hepburn.

The latter waved his plain hand, and a coffin appeared in front of everyone.

"Open it and have a look. This is the body of your veteran Kent. He was killed by that black warrior."

Helen said lightly.

Truman stepped forward to open the coffin, and was immediately taken aback. Seeing this, the rest of the villagers stepped forward one after another, and couldn't help but take a few steps back after seeing it.

"Come with me, and see what's hidden in your village these days." Saying that, Heron walked through the earthen wall.

The villagers followed Hellen to the place where the two of them fought the black warrior just now.

Looking at the corpses and skeletons all over the ground, the villagers behind them trembled from the horror of this hellish scene on earth.

"Are you still willing to live here?" Hillen asked lightly.

Not long after, the old village head took a step forward, bowed his head humbly, and said sincerely: "Your Excellency, on behalf of Bowang Village, I am willing to join your territory!"

Helen laughed lightly: "Everyone, welcome to join Tiris and become a citizen of my Helen Mebius!"

Chapter 0104 In-depth communication with Hepburn

After all, the relocation of the entire village cannot be completed in a short while.

Hellen counted the days, and estimated that the letter of commission issued by Gremory VI should arrive in Tiris soon.So they made an appointment with Truman and left Bowang Village with Hepburn.

The forest at night is too quiet. The original sound of wind and cicadas seems to have disappeared, only the crackling of the bonfire burning branches echoes in the quiet night.

The dark clouds began to withdraw from the sky slowly, showing the moon bit by bit, and the faint moonlight sprinkled on Hepburn's beautiful face, like a fairy.

Looking softly at Hepburn, Hellen suddenly remembered something, got up and said, "Come in, I have something to tell you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the tent that had already been set up. Hepburn gave Helen a suspicious look, and immediately followed without hesitation, shaking his head.

Helen took out a few moonstones, and the tent instantly became brighter.

With the help of the faint light, the two sat down facing each other. After a moment of silence, Hellen slowly stretched out his right hand.

The nimble right hand reached Hepburn's ribs, and Hellen couldn't help but feel flustered, but quickly calmed down.

"You...what are you doing?" Seeing that Helen made a move without saying a word, Hepburn quickly reached out and grabbed Helen, angrily.

Hellen's expression didn't change much, but he said in a low tone, "Let me see your wound."

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Helen stared at her eyes silently, her gaze slowly moved downwards, but there was a shocking scar on Hepburn's heart, destroying this beauty that did not belong to the world.

Helen stretched out her hand, gently stroking the wound that she had created.

It was the first time that a man touched her taboo, and Hepburn was hit hard.

There was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Helen asked cautiously.

Hepburn blushed and shook her head.

"Aren't you afraid? If my knife is slightly off, then you..."

At that time, when fighting against the black samurai, Hellen had no way to find his hiding place directly, so he had to resort to a tricky trick, pretending to be controlled by him, and then lure the black samurai hiding behind the scenes to jump out.

In order to be more real, he could only stab Hepburn with a real sword.

Moreover, the situation was urgent at that time, and he didn't have time to explain too much, but just left a sentence in Hepburn's ear:

"Relax, I'm going to stab you in a moment, don't resist."

In this way, Hellen could successfully complete the plan. Otherwise, with him as a second-level wandering scholar, no matter how unexpected he was, it would be impossible to break through the protection of a fourth-level mage.

Hepburn lowered her head and shook her head: "I believe in you."

Xillen's heart was hit hard by these simple four words. You know, she is the eldest princess of the blood clan. Facing a human, she can completely relax her defenses with just one sentence, and let Xillen stab herself , even if the knife is only a few centimeters away from the heart.

Looking at the girl's delicate face, a tyrannical impulse suddenly surged in Xillen's heart.

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The morning sun woke Xieren up, opened his eyes, and looked at the girl nestled in his arms, Xieren's eyebrows flashed a little slyly, and he stretched out his hand to scratch Hepburn's nose.After waking the girl up, it took a long time before the two of them finished packing and were ready to go on the road.

They found a carriage in a nearby town, hired a coachman, and the two drove towards Tiris in the carriage.

On the way, Hellen couldn't help being a little confused. It was strange. He was obviously moved by Hepburn's trust in him, so he called her to the tent to express his feelings. Why did he communicate with her inexplicably afterwards?When did my willpower become so weak?

Of course, she was concerned about Hepburn's identity and her father who was about to become a god.

Thinking about it, Hellen couldn't help looking at Hepburn again, Hepburn was shocked when he saw this, his cheeks were hot, he quickly covered his body, and said, "Don't mess around here, there are still people outside."

Looking at Hepburn who looked like a frightened little white rabbit, Helen rubbed her hair viciously, hugged her into her arms, leaned on her neck and said, "Let me catch up on sleep, don't worry , I won't move around."

Hepburn stopped struggling, quietly glanced at Heron who had closed her eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Speechless all the way...

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At this time, Tirisland is setting off a vigorous land construction movement.

Before Helen left, he went to Kenshen City and hired a lot of people to renovate the Charles Manor.

After all, he is about to take office, and Hieren will also start building his own lord's mansion.

It seems that only the old lair of Baron Brian, the Charles Manor, has the most suitable geographical environment.

But after all, it was something used by Brian, and Hellen thought it was unlucky, so he asked someone to knock it down and rebuild it, and prepare a new manor.

Of course, those miners will also have to rebuild their living quarters, after all, Helen promised them at the beginning.For the sake of convenience, Hellen temporarily appointed the miner Simpson as his representative to take full charge of various construction projects in Tirisland.

On this day, Simpson was directing several workers to move building materials in the Charles Manor, when suddenly, some uninvited guests broke in.

"Who are you? What's the important thing to come to us in Tiris?" Simpson said in a cautious tone, looking at the luxuriously dressed young people with extraordinary temperament.

Those young people didn't speak, they just moved out of the way, and after a while, a white-haired woman with a black blindfold came out.

The woman looked around the busy construction site indifferently, and said indifferently: "I am the special envoy of His Majesty Gremory VI, where is your lord?"

When Simpson heard the identity of the visitor, he was so startled that he could not speak. How could he, a miner who was a slave a few days ago, be able to handle the special envoy from the king of a country.

Frozen in place, Simpson stammered: "Hellen, Master Hellen has gone out to play, and ordered the little ones to repair the house here."

Neil frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "How long have you been away, and when will you be back? Doesn't he know that the letter of commission given to him by His Majesty will arrive in a few days?"

Simpson was speechless in embarrassment. After all, Hellen would not tell him a little miner no matter where he went. When the atmosphere was tense, a teasing laugh came from outside the door:
"Hey, who am I to be the special envoy? It turns out to be the elf beauty next to His Highness the Third Prince. What's the matter, why is Your Highness willing to send you out? Are you not afraid that I will accept you with the letter of appointment? Ah, hahaha~"

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